build me a bridge
so I may return
after I venture where the gentle waves curl
and when I am bones
beneath the sea
may my prow crest like mountains on shores
(Late afternoon 19 January 2014, low tide at Mickler’s Beach, Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida. From a distance the shards of a wrecked boat hull in a tide pool {home to several clumps of starfish} looked like a miniature mountain range floating on the water…)
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Just beautiful Leslee, thank you for sharing.
Glad to hear from you, Leslee. Thank you for your sharing, which gave birth to …
BEACHED
Lying here half drowned
Waiting for the tide to ebb
To leave boundless sky
Hi, Ben, Ray of Sunshine! I went looking last night for your latest email and got sidetracked… Will try to find it again today :) “Beached” is lovely, and very similar in feeling to the beach yesterday… I’ll post another one that came to me while I was there and you’ll see… It’s good to be back in touch!
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Agreed.